I was doing my usual York bird count route the other day when I chanced upon a White-tailed Deer working its way through a 10-acre belly-high field of winter wheat. it’s been a good field for Vesper Sparrows this year. But today the wheat was gone, taken right down to the bottom few centimeters. No Vesper Sparrows today, just a few American Crows picking up the crumbs left by the harvesting. It must be what a war feels like: in a moment your home and community is completely obliterated.
Recently I visited the Farm to take a look at the amount of work that will be required to get the banding operation up and going in September. If you want to help it would be greatly appreciated but you’ll need a weed whacker or a scythe and a strong back. Much to my surprise there was a Great Egret perched in the dense vegetation just behind the pond.